You know as well as I that being married doesn't necessarily mean not getting laid. I don't know if that's how they did it back in the day, but I'm pretty sure in those 18 years of lapsed time that nobody heard a peep from our dear J, he was out being a mack daddy.
Yes! Seriously, yes. We've got a cabin up in the alps, right next to a ski resort, so I can get my shred on, maybe you can come visit. It's the week of Yule, so we're ramped up.